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BAWA MUHAIYADDEEN FELLOWSHIP PLAYS

Tayyad Sultan, 1994

Tayyad Sultan 1

      "Before the closing and opening of an eye
      I will make a beggar into a rich man--
      Before the closing and opening of an eye
      I can make and unmake this world.
      Before the closing and opening of an eye
      I will make a king into a slave and a slave into a king."

• • •

Mr. Richman and The Shaykh, 1995

      MR. RICHMAN:
       I haven’t been able to sleep properly or leave my house, for fear my money
      will get stolen. I am going to the window now to look out over the city
      and imagine all the hoodlums and petty thieves plotting to overrun this
      hilltop and take all my money, pull the gold knobs off the drawers, pull up the
      marble slabs in my living rooms, snatch my wife's ermines... I can't stand the
      silence, because I can hear the minds of the robbers plotting and scheming...
      I can actually hear the squeaking gears and rusted pulleys of their thoughts...

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The City of Sokku, 1996

City Sokku 1

      NARRATOR:
      Now here the scene changes into a forest with vegetation,
      so you'll have to squint your eyes and use your full imagination,
      giant boabab trees, lianas hanging down into lagoons,
      orchids with wiry tendrils and flowers big as baboons,
      gnashing of alligator teeth, chattering of monkeys and the
            high-pitched songs of birds,
      ibixes stalking along the riverbanks, stinking waterbuffalo in herds…

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Meeting in Mecca, 1997

Meeting in Mecca

      DEER:
      Ibrahim ibn Adham, Why are you hunting me?
      Why are you trying to kill me?
      Why aren't you looking out for yourself instead of going after me?
      Why don't you wake up to the one who is hunting you and trying to kill you,
      the Angel of Death, Izrael?
      He is right behind you, Ibrahim.
      The Angel of Death is hot on your trail,
      with his bowstring pulled way back, and his arrow poised to shoot!
      Ah, King Ibrahim, sovereign of the earth and skies,
      you'd better try to escape death,
      you'd better be on the lookout for the Angel Izrael!.

 

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PLAYS, SCRIPTS AND PHOTOS

The Walls are Running Blood

Bliss Apocalpyse

The Stonecutter's Dream

Tayyad Sultan

The City of Sokku

Meeting in Mecca

The Mystical Romance of Layla & Majnun

 
 
 

THE FLOATING LOTUS MAGIC PUPPET THEATER

The Mystical Romance of Layla & Majnun, 2000

Daniel Abdal-Hayy Moore

      "Layla was a lute, Majnun a violin.
      Their eyes met like twin electric synapses in the space between them.
      She was a candle burning down to its wick.
      His passionate burning rose in the air and made even the heavens heartsick.
      Layla and Majnun couldn’t speak,
      the stars above them chattered more than they.
      Finally Majnun couldn’t stand it any more and ran away.
      He fled from Layla until she was out of sight.
      He fled from Layla into Layla—the heart of night.


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